Longzang

Chapter 96 The Old Taoist Sweeper (Bonus Chapter 7)

Standing in front of the Hall of Ten Thousand Images, Wei Yuan subconsciously rubbed his eyes. The Hall of Ten Thousand Images in his memory was not this magnificent at all. What exactly happened?
"Excuse me, junior brother, please make way." A voice sounded from behind Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan turned around and saw a True Person leading seven young men and women behind him. These young men and women were all at the Great Perfection of Body Tempering, and their actual ages were around ten years old. Wei Yuan was familiar with this scene; not long ago, Zhang Sheng had also brought him to the Myriad Manifestations Hall to see the foundations of the Dao.

When the immortal saw Wei Yuan, his expression changed, but he said nothing, only smiled, and then led his disciples and grand-disciples into the Hall of Ten Thousand Images.

Wei Yuan followed him into the hall. As soon as he entered, he was immediately shocked by the floating continent that carried the starry river. Was this his Dao Foundation? For a moment, Wei Yuan was a little confused.

He calmed himself down and looked up at the starry sky again. This time, without Zhang Sheng leading the way, he could only see the Dao Foundations of the Earth Rank and the Human Rank. At the heart of the starry river, he could only see the bright stars, and could not make out what kind of Dao Foundation they were.

Wei Yuan's gaze fell upon the floating continent again, only to find it completely blank—no introduction, no level, and no evaluation. Being able to sense it indicated that this floating continent was also a Dao Foundation level, but it was easily overlooked if one wasn't paying attention. At this moment, Wei Yuan was unaware that the Immortal Lord had issued a gag order. Details of Wei Yuan's Dao Foundation were limited to the True Person level; anyone below that level, unless they had direct contact with Wei Yuan and naturally knew, was forbidden from revealing them.

In the vast Hall of Myriad Forms, several human figures appeared as insignificant as ants. The True Immortal was patiently and kindly instructing his disciples on various Dao foundations.

Being young, they were naturally more interested in the cultivation foundations. Amidst the chatter, a little girl asked, "Grandmaster, which cultivation foundation is the most powerful?"

This was the question they cared about most, and the boys and girls were all full of curiosity, waiting for the real person to give them the answer.

The Master stroked his beard and said, “The foundations of the Dao are infinitely varied, each with its own strengths, and none can be said to be the most powerful. However, if we are talking about something unique, there is one right in front of you.”

Having said that, the True Man pointed to the continent that supported the starry river. All the youths were astonished. This was also a Dao Foundation? What kind of person could forge such a Dao Foundation? Could their sea of ​​consciousness contain it?
A moment later, the Master left with his dazed disciples and grand-disciples. Just as Wei Yuan was about to leave, he suddenly noticed an old Daoist priest in the hall, with a kind face and a broom sweeping the floor. This old Daoist priest showed no trace of Daoist power, so Wei Yuan had subconsciously ignored him until the Master left, only then noticing his presence.

But everything in the Hall of Myriad Images was both illusory and real; there wasn't a speck of dust. It was unclear what the old Taoist was sweeping away. However, the Taichu Palace was home to many hidden talents and powerful figures, including many venerable ancestors who concealed their identities and lived a life of leisure. Wei Yuan secretly guessed that perhaps this venerable ancestor was sweeping away people's hearts.
Wei Yuan was hesitating whether to step forward to pay his respects and listen to the guidance of the ancestor who had concealed his identity when two more people entered through the hall. This time, it was a Nascent Soul Foundation cultivator accompanied by two young girls who had reached the Great Perfection of Body Forging; they were likely master and disciples.

Upon entering the hall, the Foundation Establishment cultivator was visibly taken aback upon seeing the floating continent before explaining the Heavenly and Immortal Rank Foundation Establishments to his disciples. He mentioned several Immortal Swords in succession, after which the two girls asked the same question: which Foundation Establishment was the most powerful?

The Dao Foundation cultivator pondered and said, "The Immortal Sword Beiming is profound and boundless, the Immortal Sword Dayun is magnificent and grand, and the Immortal Sword Lishang is as sorrowful as heaven and earth. Each has its own strengths, and it is actually difficult to distinguish between them. It mainly depends on who uses it and in what situation."

At that moment, a voice suddenly rang out behind them: "There is no strongest Dao Foundation cultivator, but if we're talking about unique ones, isn't there one right in front of you?"

The cultivator who had been cultivating his spiritual energy turned around in surprise, only to find that the old Taoist priest sweeping the floor had appeared behind him at some point, leisurely sweeping the floor, which was completely free of dust, as he passed by the three of them.

The cultivator who had cultivated his spiritual energy knew he had encountered a master, so he quickly bowed and respectfully asked, "Please enlighten me, senior, which of your Dao foundations is unique? The Seven Wonders Tree or the Nine-Layer Demon-Suppressing Pagoda?"

The old Taoist priest pointed his broom at the floating continent and said calmly, "Don't always look at the Immortal Foundation. There is another world beyond the Immortal Foundation."

The cultivator who had been cultivating his spiritual energy was greatly surprised and exclaimed, "This, this is also a foundation of the Dao?" "Otherwise, how could the Myriad Manifestations Hall have become like this?" The old Taoist priest sweeping the floor walked leisurely forward and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The cultivator who had been cultivating his spiritual energy did not even see how he left.

The two girls were also shocked, repeatedly asking who could possess such a foundation of cultivation, but how could this Nascent Soul cultivator know? However, he remained solemn and said seriously, "All paths to immortality lead to the same goal. As long as you two work diligently, you may also be able to cultivate such a foundation of cultivation in the future. If others can cultivate it, so can you!"

The two girls were instantly filled with passion and fighting spirit, and left with their master.

Wei Yuan felt something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. However, now that he knew roughly where his Dao Foundation was, there was no need to stay any longer; it was time to go back and cultivate.

Not long after Wei Yuan left, Xu Henshui entered the Hall of Ten Thousand Images. He moved somewhat furtively, glancing left and right before looking towards the floating continent to make sure no one was around. He looked left and right, muttering to himself, "If an orchid were to grow up there, that would be perfect. But would it be better to grow it on the summit of Jade Mountain or at its foot? Each has its own merits; it's truly a difficult choice!"

Just as he was talking to himself, a faint voice suddenly sounded behind Xu Henshui: "Orchids can't grow up there."

Xu Henshui was greatly startled. He turned around and saw an old Taoist priest standing three feet behind him, intently sweeping the floor. However, the old Taoist priest swept silently, and it was unclear how long he had been standing behind Xu Henshui.

But Xu Henshui had clearly checked carefully and was certain that there was no one in the hall, which was why he was talking to himself. Where did this old Taoist priest who was sweeping the floor come from?
Xu Henshui was as if he had seen a ghost, not daring to utter a word, and left covering his face. The old Taoist priest sweeping the floor also slowly disappeared, as if he had never been there.

Not long after, Ji Liuli, Feng Chutang, Sun Yu and others arrived at the Wanxiang Hall one after another. Each of them gazed at the land and then hurriedly left.

A moment later, Zhang Sheng, who should have been in seclusion healing his wounds, also arrived at the Hall of Ten Thousand Images. He looked at the earth that bore the entire Milky Way, then at the Milky Way itself, and suddenly felt very troubled.

When Zhang Sheng was forging his body, he was able to comprehend a celestial sword out of thin air. He combined it with the two celestial swords bestowed upon him by his patriarch to forge his Dao foundation, which made him famous for a time. Naturally, he was unwilling to casually achieve the Dharma form.

In truth, Zhang Sheng's ambitions were far greater. After forging the foundation of his Dao, he resolutely used himself as a furnace to nurture his fourth immortal sword. Then, he found an ancient array diagram and painstakingly completed it, beginning to integrate it into his Dharma form.

Once a dragon's energy is found to activate the array, Zhang Sheng can set up the array in an instant. At that time, a celestial sword will be placed in each of the four directions of the array. As long as one dares to enter the sword array, slaying immortals and destroying gods will be no problem.

With such a foundation and form, one should be able to occupy the very center of the Milky Way and dominate an entire generation!
Looking at this continent that holds up the Milky Way, Zhang Sheng suddenly felt incredibly desolate, like a fallen leaf unaware that autumn had passed. The center of the Milky Way, which he had longed for for more than ten years, turned out to be nothing special.

Just as Zhang Sheng was feeling down, he suddenly caught sight of an old Taoist priest holding a broom. The old priest was acting suspiciously, holding the broom upside down, and was trying to sneak away to a distance.

"Stop!" Zhang Sheng shouted, startling the old Taoist priest so much that he almost dropped his broom.

Zhang Sheng remained expressionless and coldly said, "Master, who can you fool with such a clumsy trick? How dirty is this place that you need to disguise yourself and secretly clean it?"

(End of this chapter)